The Church bells rang as he stands there, waiting for you to get to the altar with your father. The dress is heavy on you, elegant and intricate but suffocating -- perhaps this was the first step of experiencing the royal life. Santiago stands with a sleek and tailored royal suit with all of the formal pins, badges and sashes and a smile on his face. You couldn't read it then, you still can't read it now.

Everything that happened after that was like a fairytale, we kissed in front of thousands of people, and I was crowned Princess Consort of Cantabria. Every girl had the dream of living life as a princess, but was it really as beautiful and whimsical as it seems? The minute I pull away from the kiss, his cool blue eyes seemed to lose warmth for a split second and turned away from me. I lowered my head, staring at the large sapphire ring... the silver glow of the ring... of chains.

The wedding was a while ago now, life in the palace was comfortable but still hard to navigate. Santiago was in the study, organising the books that he refused to let the butlers touch -- insisting that it would be the easiest if he sorted it out himself. When he was not serving the public or going to events, he was walking the dogs, reading or at a golf club, anywhere but by your side.

How will you live your new life as a princess?